I'm going to start writing a bit more here. The problem, I think, lies perhaps in age. And time. And commitment. I know for a fact there won't be any epic tomes so will make no promises there. So these will be little post-ettes I think. Things that would fit nicely on Twitter. Except here instead.
Yesterday marked the first day we've needed to have the AC on in 2018. 90° days are upon us in the desert and it all seems too soon. I swear every year I find myself going "did we have the AC on by this point last year?". We probably did. Similarly in August I'll go "was it really this hot last year?". It probably was.